[The smirk doesn't vanish. In fact, he doesn't seem to react at all. His expression just... pains. At the mention of Luke. Just slightly; in how his gaze drifts over with an unreadable emotion, how his smile tightens at the edges.]

If I wanted to treat this like a joke, then we wouldn't be talking about it at all.

I've given you answers. It's your choice whether you want to believe me or not. Paint me in whatever way you please, whether it's for Luke's sake or your own - there's nothing I've said that Luke hasn't already heard.